Trigger Discipline

You'll never see it coming, just before you can react

It's gone for now and never, and no way for turning back

I count repulsive sins of war with my finger motor skills

By the rhythm of my beating heart, by the rushing of my boiling blood

Mutilated praying angels

Grace is not provided

Bullets break consistency

Won't stop until you die

I got no trigger discipline

'Cause I'm the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

All life becomes so meaningless, all matters now and here

I curse and mock my gracious mother giving birth to me

Mercy just a misconception, bullets justify redemption

Unbridled hatred has unfold, incursion shall devour your souls

Monstrous anger of the guns

Beneath condemption of your eyes

A treasured blade that smeared with blood

Will always keep the virgin shine

I got no trigger discipline

'Cause I'm the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

A blasting charm, about to burst, marauding tyranids

Beat it down before it sins, no trigger discipline

If I'm riding fast enough

I can escape damnation

Lack god-given sympathy

Enjoy the kind creation

I got no trigger discipline

'Cause I'm the chosen one to kill

I got no trigger discipline

Humanity begins to tip

Good and evil, love and hate

Reproduction and extinction

Friend or foe, man or beast

Believing or denying

No trigger discipline